Dae's loft is full of people, crowded with actors and audience, cast and crew. I squeeze my way through the tight hall, accepting yet another round of congratulations, taking offered business cards, endure several people whispering, "call me," as I make my way from the bathroom back into the living room.

Aleah grabs me, hands me a glass of wine, but I only sip it, unable to eat any of the food laid out for the opening night party. I've changed into a little black dress, let my ...